trains on the rail
hammer that nail
you have a secret
i can't tell
isn't that special
isn't that swell
a branch from the tree
fell
and down
on one knee
i see the reflection
of disgrace
not willing to run that race
a flag stands still
a heart fill
and who let the water out
who knows
who gets out
and what's all this running about
but you can't get out
if you can't get in
your mind says
again and again
somebody says its a sin
well i don't know
did it hurt you so
that you just had to go

By: Roger Harkness
1/3/2011

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